Fanfic: Reunions and the Aftermath
Title: Reunions and the After Math
Length:8/??
Author: fantasylove4ev
Rating: NC-17, PG-13
Genre: Romance, drama, and other stuff (maybe mpreg)
Summary: Yunho left a long time ago with saying anything. Now he's back. Cinderella is trying to get his Prince Charminging to remember his princess. Hyesung is in a secret relationship with Junjin. In other words a LOT of pairings. (That's the first two chapters' summary anyway. Please read the series if you want to find out what happen because I do not feel like summarizing every single chaper)
You guys may have noticed that the updates have been getting less frequent. Sorry, I am having midterms right now so the this chapter is bit shorter than the rest.
“She said WHAT?!”
“Sshh!” Yunho covered Yesung’s mouth quickly with his hand. He had just told the boy about Sunday’s words at the party. Luckily, he had sent Jaejoong on an errand to collect some cloth models just now.
“You … you do know that you can’t hide this forever right?”
“Of course.”
“You DON’T like her.”
“Of course I don’t! Why do you think I’m so panicking now?”
“Well. How the hell should I know?” He paused as he saw Yunho’s you-do-know look. “Fine. Fine. So how are you going to tell him?”
“I don’t know. I just … don’t know.”
“Well. When you DO tell him, please warn me ahead of time so I won’t be in a 20 mile-radius. Wait make that 50.”
“Are you happy that I may get killed when I do tell him?”
“Not that much, but it would make me feel better that I don’t have to die with you. Ryeowook would never forgive you.”
Yunho nodded, shuddering as he remembered the last time Ryeowook had thought that Yunho had lured his boyfriend into danger. Yesung and Yunho had been drinking one night, and it did not go well when Ryeowook who disapproves alcohol found out. Instead of blaming his own boyfriend, the boy had chosen to give Yunho a freaking long lecture and several scratches for ‘luring his Yesung to the bad side’ while that bastard Yesung just sat there trying to look remorseful.
“First, I will have to make him feel incredibly happy of course. What do you think bed first or dinner?”
“I doubt those things would calm him once he finds out you had a one night-stand with Sunday.”
“Shut up! That was a mistake. Do you even KNOW how much I regret it n-…” Yesung was now pointing behind Yunho with a pale face. Before even seeing the seething figure behind him, Yunho knew he was going to die.
“JUNG YUNHO!” Jaejoong was very mad right now. Actually mad was an understatement. He felt murderous.
“Jaejoong. I can explain.” Yunho took a step towards Jaejoong and tried to explain but all he got was a punch in the stomach that had him kneeling over in pain.
“You did WHAT in the States. You fucking bastard.” Jaejoong started to kick Yunho’s laying form, venting out his anger and hurt through violence.
“PLEASE. I can explain.”
“Oh yeah? How do you explain cheating on me?”
Knowing that it was either this or get kicked to death, Yunho sprang up and held the writhing Jaejoong in his arms. “Wait. Lets just sit down and talk.” He was so busy trying to constrain Jaejoong’s arms that he was not able to stop the boy when Jaejoong banged their heads together making Yunho release him involuntarily.
“I hate you!” Jaejoong slapped Yunho as soon as the boy recovered and kicked him right in the groin before running away in fury.
“Wait Jaejoong ah. Wait!” Yunho tried to stand up, but the pain kept him from it. All he could do was pick himself up before falling back down again.
*****
“That bastard. I hope he dies and go to hell. How could he cheat on me?! And I gave him everything. Just wait and see, I’m going to teach him a lesson.” Jaejoong was currently trying the beat the hell out of his pillow.
“Lets just calm down now. You said that it was only a one night stand right?”
“I’m going to sleep around and lets see how he likes that now.”
“Jaejoong! Listen to me.” Heechul grabbed his best friend and shook the seething boy. “It was JUST a one night stand. You guys were away from each other, and he needed someone. You had me and the others, but all he had was a few friends. Think about it.”
“I don’t WANT to think about.”
“At least listen to him first.”
“No!”
“Listen. Kim Jaejoong either you go listen to him right now of your own kill or I will MAKE you listen to him.”
That was all it took to turn Jaejoong into a meek deer facing its predator. Heechul gets angry easily and that narrowing of eyes will bound to get the person it was directed to hurt. Right now, that glare was directed at him.
“Good. See how easy that is. It’s best that you don’t tell the others about this for now. Changmin will blow it out of proportion, and I think Junki and Junsu have guns ready to be used in their house. Now call Yunho right now and set up an appointment.”
“Why do I have to be the one that goes begging for explanation?”
“You’re not begging. Fine, let him call you. He will anyway.”
“What if he doesn’t call me?”
“He will. He always does.”
“Why the hell are you so calm about this?”
“You guys have fought many times in the past.”
“But he cheated on me this time! How the hell can I forgive him?”
“Jaejoong ah. You know the answer to that one. He has made a mistake in the past. Many mistakes. But what matters the most that he is here know. He came crawling back here. What makes you think his feelings are sincere? Trust me on this. I delayed in telling my feelings to Shiwon when we could have been engaged by now. The important thing is the present. Don’t beat yourself over the past.”
Jaejoong gave Heechul a weird look. His friend was seldom wise and rational. Heechul had always been the one to act on impulse with him. “Who are you and what have you done to my friend?”
“Look. I’m in a good mood right now so don’t ruin it.”
“I know. I know. I still don’t get why I have to forgive Yunho. I can have my pick of guys anytime I want.”
“That’s true, but your pick will always be Yunho won’t it?”
Jaejoong said nothing in answer to that. He hated to admit, but he could not live without the boy. He had tried once, but it did not work out. He had try going out with others, but his selections have always bore some kind of resemblance to Yunho. He was ready to forgive the boy for he knew deep in his heart that Yunho truly love him. However, he was NOT going to give his boyfriend an easy time. Yunho was going to have to beg and grovel for Jaejoong’s forgiveness.
*****
“Taller. Taller” Junki was currently yelling instructions to his model trainees to get them ready for the runway show for Elite magazine coming up. “Youngsaeng, stop walking like a normal man and start strutting!” His comment earned him a glare from the tired-looking boy, but he ignored it. “Kihyun, stretch to your real height. Don’t be ashamed if your 5 inches taller than the rest!”
“Seo Youngsaeng, you stay behind and the rest of you can leave.”
“What?! Why do I have to stay behind?”
“Because you need to work on your walk that’s way. Be grateful that I’m willing to say behind to help you.”
Youngsaeng grumbled a little, but inside he was quite delighted. He said goodbye to Ki Hyun as the tall boy headed out.
“Bye Youngsaeng, I’ll see you at the dorm then.”
“No! No! You’re doing it all wrong. Here. Watch me.” Junki then started his usual confidence strut. “Now try that it.” Junki sighed and then step behind Youngsaeng and put his hands on the boy’s hips.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
“Helping you. Now start walking.”
Youngsaeng was nervous but continued to walk.
Junki closely followed with his hands moving Youngsaeng’s hips the correct way. Somehow, their walk slowly progressed from a simple catwalk to just plain swaying of hips against hips due to Junki making sure that he was in close contact with his dongsaeng, and Youngsaeng just mindlessly trying to improve his walk. Junki relished in the closeness, inhaling in Youngsaeng’s scent.
After a while, Youngsaeng finally realized the closeness of their bodies. He jolted and felt a very undeniable blush spread across his face. He pushed Junki away roughly, sending the other flying across the room and crashing into a bookshelf. This collision of course turned the whole entire shelf falling onto Junki‘s right arm. Youngsaeng was just about to yell at his hyung, but then he heard the groan of pain. He quickly rushed over and pushed the book self away.
“What the HELL was that for?” Junki sprung out from the pile of books with an angry look. One book was still opened halfway on his head, making his genetic angry glare more comical than scary.
“You were trying to molest me again.”
“I was trying to HELP you. And this is what I get?” Junki looked down at his right arm, noticing for the first time incredible pain. He tried to move it, but all that he resulted in has another jolt of excruciating pain and a big yelping ‘Ow!’.
“Oh my god! Are you okay?” Younsaeng leaned forward, looking worriedly at Junki’s arm
Junki felt the breath knocked out of him as he inhaled the sweaty, sweet smell of Younsaeng. “What do you think? I sprained my arm.”
“I’m really sorry. I’ll compensate for you somehow.”
“How the hell do you expect to compensate? You do know I won’t be able to function properly for a few weeks right? I’m right handed. Wait.” He stopped as an idea came to him. He smiled devilishly, unbeknownst to a worried Younsaeng who was still looking at his arm. “You COULD compensate.”
“How?”
“Be my assistant for the next few weeks.”
“What?! I have work too.”
“I meant when I’m at home.”
“B-but.”
“Fine just leave me like an invalid for a couple for week. Maybe I’ll learn to use my left hand when holding a chopstick or maybe I’ll just starve for a while. It’s really fine you know.”
“Alright. Alright. I’ll do it.” Youngsaeng was reluctant, but he was still guilty. He figured that it won’t be that hard anyway.
My writing spirit have been really bad lately. I know a lot of people are reading this fic, but I'm just a little disappointed by the declining comments. For all of you guys who have been commenting on every chapter, *gives Yunjae cookies*.
Length:8/??
Author: fantasylove4ev
Rating: NC-17, PG-13
Genre: Romance, drama, and other stuff (maybe mpreg)
Summary: Yunho left a long time ago with saying anything. Now he's back. Cinderella is trying to get his Prince Charminging to remember his princess. Hyesung is in a secret relationship with Junjin. In other words a LOT of pairings. (That's the first two chapters' summary anyway. Please read the series if you want to find out what happen because I do not feel like summarizing every single chaper)
You guys may have noticed that the updates have been getting less frequent. Sorry, I am having midterms right now so the this chapter is bit shorter than the rest.
“She said WHAT?!”
“Sshh!” Yunho covered Yesung’s mouth quickly with his hand. He had just told the boy about Sunday’s words at the party. Luckily, he had sent Jaejoong on an errand to collect some cloth models just now.
“You … you do know that you can’t hide this forever right?”
“Of course.”
“You DON’T like her.”
“Of course I don’t! Why do you think I’m so panicking now?”
“Well. How the hell should I know?” He paused as he saw Yunho’s you-do-know look. “Fine. Fine. So how are you going to tell him?”
“I don’t know. I just … don’t know.”
“Well. When you DO tell him, please warn me ahead of time so I won’t be in a 20 mile-radius. Wait make that 50.”
“Are you happy that I may get killed when I do tell him?”
“Not that much, but it would make me feel better that I don’t have to die with you. Ryeowook would never forgive you.”
Yunho nodded, shuddering as he remembered the last time Ryeowook had thought that Yunho had lured his boyfriend into danger. Yesung and Yunho had been drinking one night, and it did not go well when Ryeowook who disapproves alcohol found out. Instead of blaming his own boyfriend, the boy had chosen to give Yunho a freaking long lecture and several scratches for ‘luring his Yesung to the bad side’ while that bastard Yesung just sat there trying to look remorseful.
“First, I will have to make him feel incredibly happy of course. What do you think bed first or dinner?”
“I doubt those things would calm him once he finds out you had a one night-stand with Sunday.”
“Shut up! That was a mistake. Do you even KNOW how much I regret it n-…” Yesung was now pointing behind Yunho with a pale face. Before even seeing the seething figure behind him, Yunho knew he was going to die.
“JUNG YUNHO!” Jaejoong was very mad right now. Actually mad was an understatement. He felt murderous.
“Jaejoong. I can explain.” Yunho took a step towards Jaejoong and tried to explain but all he got was a punch in the stomach that had him kneeling over in pain.
“You did WHAT in the States. You fucking bastard.” Jaejoong started to kick Yunho’s laying form, venting out his anger and hurt through violence.
“PLEASE. I can explain.”
“Oh yeah? How do you explain cheating on me?”
Knowing that it was either this or get kicked to death, Yunho sprang up and held the writhing Jaejoong in his arms. “Wait. Lets just sit down and talk.” He was so busy trying to constrain Jaejoong’s arms that he was not able to stop the boy when Jaejoong banged their heads together making Yunho release him involuntarily.
“I hate you!” Jaejoong slapped Yunho as soon as the boy recovered and kicked him right in the groin before running away in fury.
“Wait Jaejoong ah. Wait!” Yunho tried to stand up, but the pain kept him from it. All he could do was pick himself up before falling back down again.
*****
“That bastard. I hope he dies and go to hell. How could he cheat on me?! And I gave him everything. Just wait and see, I’m going to teach him a lesson.” Jaejoong was currently trying the beat the hell out of his pillow.
“Lets just calm down now. You said that it was only a one night stand right?”
“I’m going to sleep around and lets see how he likes that now.”
“Jaejoong! Listen to me.” Heechul grabbed his best friend and shook the seething boy. “It was JUST a one night stand. You guys were away from each other, and he needed someone. You had me and the others, but all he had was a few friends. Think about it.”
“I don’t WANT to think about.”
“At least listen to him first.”
“No!”
“Listen. Kim Jaejoong either you go listen to him right now of your own kill or I will MAKE you listen to him.”
That was all it took to turn Jaejoong into a meek deer facing its predator. Heechul gets angry easily and that narrowing of eyes will bound to get the person it was directed to hurt. Right now, that glare was directed at him.
“Good. See how easy that is. It’s best that you don’t tell the others about this for now. Changmin will blow it out of proportion, and I think Junki and Junsu have guns ready to be used in their house. Now call Yunho right now and set up an appointment.”
“Why do I have to be the one that goes begging for explanation?”
“You’re not begging. Fine, let him call you. He will anyway.”
“What if he doesn’t call me?”
“He will. He always does.”
“Why the hell are you so calm about this?”
“You guys have fought many times in the past.”
“But he cheated on me this time! How the hell can I forgive him?”
“Jaejoong ah. You know the answer to that one. He has made a mistake in the past. Many mistakes. But what matters the most that he is here know. He came crawling back here. What makes you think his feelings are sincere? Trust me on this. I delayed in telling my feelings to Shiwon when we could have been engaged by now. The important thing is the present. Don’t beat yourself over the past.”
Jaejoong gave Heechul a weird look. His friend was seldom wise and rational. Heechul had always been the one to act on impulse with him. “Who are you and what have you done to my friend?”
“Look. I’m in a good mood right now so don’t ruin it.”
“I know. I know. I still don’t get why I have to forgive Yunho. I can have my pick of guys anytime I want.”
“That’s true, but your pick will always be Yunho won’t it?”
Jaejoong said nothing in answer to that. He hated to admit, but he could not live without the boy. He had tried once, but it did not work out. He had try going out with others, but his selections have always bore some kind of resemblance to Yunho. He was ready to forgive the boy for he knew deep in his heart that Yunho truly love him. However, he was NOT going to give his boyfriend an easy time. Yunho was going to have to beg and grovel for Jaejoong’s forgiveness.
*****
“Taller. Taller” Junki was currently yelling instructions to his model trainees to get them ready for the runway show for Elite magazine coming up. “Youngsaeng, stop walking like a normal man and start strutting!” His comment earned him a glare from the tired-looking boy, but he ignored it. “Kihyun, stretch to your real height. Don’t be ashamed if your 5 inches taller than the rest!”
“Seo Youngsaeng, you stay behind and the rest of you can leave.”
“What?! Why do I have to stay behind?”
“Because you need to work on your walk that’s way. Be grateful that I’m willing to say behind to help you.”
Youngsaeng grumbled a little, but inside he was quite delighted. He said goodbye to Ki Hyun as the tall boy headed out.
“Bye Youngsaeng, I’ll see you at the dorm then.”
“No! No! You’re doing it all wrong. Here. Watch me.” Junki then started his usual confidence strut. “Now try that it.” Junki sighed and then step behind Youngsaeng and put his hands on the boy’s hips.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
“Helping you. Now start walking.”
Youngsaeng was nervous but continued to walk.
Junki closely followed with his hands moving Youngsaeng’s hips the correct way. Somehow, their walk slowly progressed from a simple catwalk to just plain swaying of hips against hips due to Junki making sure that he was in close contact with his dongsaeng, and Youngsaeng just mindlessly trying to improve his walk. Junki relished in the closeness, inhaling in Youngsaeng’s scent.
After a while, Youngsaeng finally realized the closeness of their bodies. He jolted and felt a very undeniable blush spread across his face. He pushed Junki away roughly, sending the other flying across the room and crashing into a bookshelf. This collision of course turned the whole entire shelf falling onto Junki‘s right arm. Youngsaeng was just about to yell at his hyung, but then he heard the groan of pain. He quickly rushed over and pushed the book self away.
“What the HELL was that for?” Junki sprung out from the pile of books with an angry look. One book was still opened halfway on his head, making his genetic angry glare more comical than scary.
“You were trying to molest me again.”
“I was trying to HELP you. And this is what I get?” Junki looked down at his right arm, noticing for the first time incredible pain. He tried to move it, but all that he resulted in has another jolt of excruciating pain and a big yelping ‘Ow!’.
“Oh my god! Are you okay?” Younsaeng leaned forward, looking worriedly at Junki’s arm
Junki felt the breath knocked out of him as he inhaled the sweaty, sweet smell of Younsaeng. “What do you think? I sprained my arm.”
“I’m really sorry. I’ll compensate for you somehow.”
“How the hell do you expect to compensate? You do know I won’t be able to function properly for a few weeks right? I’m right handed. Wait.” He stopped as an idea came to him. He smiled devilishly, unbeknownst to a worried Younsaeng who was still looking at his arm. “You COULD compensate.”
“How?”
“Be my assistant for the next few weeks.”
“What?! I have work too.”
“I meant when I’m at home.”
“B-but.”
“Fine just leave me like an invalid for a couple for week. Maybe I’ll learn to use my left hand when holding a chopstick or maybe I’ll just starve for a while. It’s really fine you know.”
“Alright. Alright. I’ll do it.” Youngsaeng was reluctant, but he was still guilty. He figured that it won’t be that hard anyway.
My writing spirit have been really bad lately. I know a lot of people are reading this fic, but I'm just a little disappointed by the declining comments. For all of you guys who have been commenting on every chapter, *gives Yunjae cookies*.